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| Re: My first impression about the USA. What's yours? A very close to my heart topic, your Question
"Re: My first impression about the USA. What's yours?"
I too hadn't travelled to the US for good part of 32 years of my life, but had been to a few other places before that. Had travelled to various cities within australia, on work during the 2006 times, and then with my wife, again during 2013 on a tour, and a few other Asian countries as well.
I had seen the original culture shock back in 2006, on my first trip to Sydney. I was prepared for a bigger surprise on my first visit to the US.
But it was nothing like what I had expected. It was more of a mind shock than anything else. It was an anticlimax of sorts. The first taxi ride out of the airport in SF, to Sunnyvale was a surprise. 8 lanes of cars moving in one direction, was something beyond my imagination. What a waste, I felt. A little later, California area, had only single storey buildings, again what a waste, I felt. Our hotel, was made of wood, and the road next to it had a swooosh sound coming all the while, while my Sydney apartment was on the 22nd floor, overlooking the darling harbour, when we watched Australia day unfold. And I was here, holed in a box.
And next, I am looking for a place to eat, and can't find a cafe closeby, had to walk a mile, Sydney aparment had a brilliant cafe on the ground floor. Next day, an office visit. I am overwhelmed by the offices that I am seeing around me, Linked in, Cisco, Wells Fargo, Google, more Cisco, and more Cisco and more google. There were just software engineers all around me, and moslty Indians, and my mind wasn't prepared for this. I felt, I was attending a Oracle Walk IN Job interview. Thousands and thousands of men and women of the same kind, talking software terminiologies, talking science, talking technology. Phew, Yuck. And I just had to remember my Sydney days, oh Gosh, what a different world that was, maybe a different era that was. Kent street, Sydney CBD, bankers walking at a franetic pace, cafes open 24 hours, the sound of porcelein plates, smell of fresh coffee, Ferraris Zooming on the roads.
The worst was in store still, a week after landing in Sunnyvale, wanted to do some shopping, and we set off to San Jose downtown, and this was a rude shock. We had to catch a bus, which took us into the Downtown area, and I couldn't see a downtown there. A barber shop, a couple of cheap belt shops, some medicine stores and that was it. And at 6PM, we took a bus back to our Sunnyvale apartment, and we were in the middle of a few homeless folks, and it felt like I was travelling at 12 AM in a Tempo Traveller on the outskirts of Bangalore, with a few drunkards in company.
By now, my mind was transformed. Had nothing much to hope for. A couple of weeks later, we tried the Santa Cruz beach, and that was underwhelming to say the least, I mean, after a Visit to Bondi beach, this place felt worse than Juhu. An exhibition center, lots of people, burger shops, casinos, all very next to a beach with grey waters. Oh No.
And then, friends came, visited us, took us to movie theaters, and we weren't pleased one bit, the way they were living. They were interns for sure, trying to find there feet in the foreign land, but it was stomach churning for me, to see them struggling their way, so far away from home, trying to make their mark, eeking out a decent life, living like migrants.
But all this changed, over the next few weeks, and our next few visits. My friends took me to nicer places, drove us to SF, those green roads were out of the world now, the sea to the left, mountains to the right, Wow. The SF area, the Ghiradeli square. We walked the piers. Now this was more like the ROCKs in Sydney. So much history, so much culture shift. Bring it on.
Then visited my other friend in San Diego, visited a lot of restaurants. By now, I was liking it.
And the next visit, it had all changed. Those who were struggling earlier, were now settled, had nicer cars, we were going to better places. Muir woods, what a different world it was, San Antonio Rancho, the telescope, the Vegan restaurants, the Park walks, Volleyball matches. I was seeing a better life, for everyone.
But, to summarize, I feel, US is a strange world, with various sides to it, and it throws up surprises more than any other country, maybe. |